We actually stalked to within about 5 yards of this hog laying in a brush pile and while we were attempting to get a shot through the brush into his vitals he got up and started coming out of the brush pile at us, well as you can see by the size of him he was breaking alot of branches trying to bust out of the brush pile and he looked like hogzilla coming out at us!! Needless to say we both took of running like a couple of little girls (at least we weren't screaming like them) and since I can run a little faster than Richard when a 300 lb hog is chasing me the hog decided to go after him. In about 10 yards that monster closed the distance to where he was right on Richards heels and I actually got scared and started running towards them as I thought I would have to get the hog off of him somehow, just adrenaline I guess and speaking of adrenaline, this is where Richard threw his expensive matthews adrenalin bow on the ground and lept for the nearest tree and swung around it like tarzan as the hog ran into the tree next to him, bounced off it and kept going luckily. Anyway Richard picked up the bow and I picked myself up off the ground after laughing so hard at him running, throwing his bow and leaping into a tree, now that he was okay. We went back after the hog and Richard made a great shot at the hog moving at about 38 yards, 2 other guys saw the shot besides me and we couldn't believe he made such a good shot. Well he had to put one more in it to finish it off but it would have died anyway. It was another fun hunt with Richard at huntnshoot in chester texas, that big hog was a barr hog and he also shot a sow that was well over 200 lbs. lots of meat but the hunting memories are priceless!!
I have found a new hunt that I am really getting in to, Feral Pig hunting. On 11/17/07 i got my first pig at a little over 200 yards. The pig was a boar and dressed out at around 250 pounds. After finding a person to butcher him for me, I ended up with around 190 pounds of meat. On 12/01/07 I went back to the same location and ended up shooting two sows with one at 100 lbs and the other at 75 pounds dressed out. My neighbor helped me cape these two out and he is going to process them for his freezer.
All of us, at one time or another have gone on a hunting trip and had what we call “Blue Bird” weather. Warm evenings and almost hot days. We hunt in our t-shirts and enjoy the sunshine. We are way up in the mountains and have a whole week to hunt. How could it get any better?
That is, until we score on that big buck or bull. We work to get it out of the field and skinned as quickly as possible to cool it down. But try as we might, we just can’t get...